It might have been a favor for his cousin Mikasa, but that didn’t mean Levi was particularly thrilled to go to her boyfriend’s house. It’s not that he hated Eren; it was just that the last time he saw Eren, Mikasa was cutting off his head after he’d started the Rumbling and killed so many people. He wasn’t sure what exactly triggered it, but after Mikasa telling him about what she remembered, his memories had flooded back to him in this new life. Eren didn’t remember anything, and Mikasa insisted Levi keep their memories a secret.

Levi wasn’t much for social situations, either, and he didn’t want to deal with how lovey-dovey Eren and Mikasa were. It was irritating, to say the least.

But Levi was a good older cousin, and he’d agreed to the dinner, driving over to Eren’s apartment and ringing the doorbell for his apartment number. The door buzzed, and Levi headed inside, walking to the elevators and pressing the button to take him up to the fifth floor. He walked down the hall to Eren’s apartment and knocked on the door, listening to someone shuffling around inside before the door opened.

Levi’s eyes widened. Eren wasn’t the one who had answered the door; it was Zeke. Levi hadn’t even know that Zeke existed in this universe, as Eren had never mentioned a brother. But here he was, standing in front of Levi with an equally-bewildered look on his face. He remembers, Levi thought to himself as the two simply stared each other down in shock.

Eren came up behind Zeke, smiling at the shorter man, “Levi! You’re here early!”

There was an awkward silence, filled with an icy atmosphere between the two past rivals. Levi was slowly getting over his shock in favor of glaring at Zeke, gritting his teeth and starting to clench his fists at his sides.

Eren frowned, looking between the two of them in confusion before asking Zeke, “Bro? You okay? Are you gonna let Levi in?”

Zeke stared for a moment longer before clearing his throat and moving aside, “Of course, of course. My apologies. It’s nice to meet you, Levi.”

He held out his hand, and Levi hesitated before reaching out and shaking it, grumbling, “Nice to meet you.”

He was going to kill Mikasa if she’d known about this. Levi walked inside the apartment, pleasantly surprised to find that Eren kept it clean for the most part. It certainly wasn’t up to Levi’s standards, but he’d put in a good effort. Levi didn’t turn his back on Zeke, continuing to glance over at. Him as if the man was planning some sinister.

“Where’s Mikasa?” Levi asked, sitting down on the couch in the living room. Annoying, Zeke decided to sit on the other side of the same couch. Did the bastard do that on purpose? He was clearly trying to irk Levi in some way.

“At a friend’s, I’m about to go pick her up,” Eren explained, grabbing his keys, “You two will be good to hang out here while I’m gone, right?”

Zeke and Levi exchanged a glance before Zeke nodded, “Of course, Eren. Go ahead.”

Levi huffed in some irritation at Zeke’s response and crossed his arms, leaning back against the couch. But Eren appeared to not notice the cold atmosphere, smiling at the two of them before waving and heading out the front door to go pick up Mikasa. The two sat in silence, waiting until the door closed and Eren’s footsteps faded down the hallway. That’s when Levi finally sprung into action, pouncing on Zeke and wrapping his slender fingers around Zeke’s neck.

“I killed you!” Levi growled, “What the hell are you doing back here?!”

Zeke cried out and struggled, clearly a little fearful of Levi as he tried to pry the man’s hands off his neck, choking out, “I… I don’t… know!”

Levi wrung his neck for a good few seconds before letting go and raising his fist threateningly, “You remember everything then? You remember what you did?!”

Zeke winced and held his hands up in front of his face, nodding quickly, “Y-Yes- I’m sorry! Just don’t hit me! I’m different in this life, I promise!”

Levi found that hard to believe, but he slowly lowered his fist anyway, eyes narrowing at Zeke, “You killed Erwin. Do you know where the hell he is in this life? Did you kill him again?!”

Levi hadn’t met Erwin yet after being reincarnated, and he was starting to think that maybe Zeke had something to do with that. Perhaps the man had taken Erwin out again, just to get revenge on Levi for killing him in his past life.

“Who?” Zeke raised an eyebrow, “The Commander?”

Levi grabbed him by the collar and shook him violently, growling, “Yes, Commander Erwin! What did you do to him?”

“I didn’t do anything!” Zeke insisted, hands up innocently, “I swear! I’m different now! I don’t kill people!”

Levi hesitantly let go of Zeke’s shirt, which was crinkled now where Levi had grasped him. But he didn’t move off him, not yet. He needed to know something first.

“Who do you know from the past?” Levi asked, eyes narrowed.

“Just Eren, Mikasa, and Pieck,” Zeke explained, “That’s it. I swear.”

Levi sighed heavily, climbing off Zeke and standing up to brush himself off. He grumbled some swears under his breath, a sinking feeling inside of him. Was he ever going to find Erwin in this life? Erwin had not only been his commander, his best friend, but the more Levi reminisced about Erwin, the more he realized how… romantic their relationship had been. They’d shared a bed, shared everything: secrets, deepest fears, etc. He missed Erwin dearly after his death. Now, with the opportunity to find him again, he’d been unlucky.

“Damn, Levi,” Zeke breathed, clearly shaken up from the encounter they’d just had, “You didn’t have to jump me like that.”

“Shut up,” Levi snapped, “You’re still a no-good scheming monkey. It doesn’t matter if we’re in a new life or not.”

“At least I’m not still wallowing over some big dumb blonde commander,” Zeke retorted, “Can’t believe you haven’t let that one go.”

Levi shot Zeke a dangerous look, “Don’t talk about Erwin like that.”

“I’ll talk about whatever and whoever I want,” Zeke replied, “You don’t have the blades to chop me up with this time, Levi.”

“I’m sure your brother has plenty of kitchen knives,” Levi said menacingly, and Zeke looked a little fearful again.

“Levi, calm down,” Zeke sighed, “I’m telling you, I’m different now. I would never hurt anybody.”

Levi sat down on the other end of the couch again, ignoring Zeke and taking his phone out to pass the time. The two were silent for a moment before Zeke piped up again, “Wanna play a game?”

Levi looked up from his phone, giving Zeke a skeptical look, “Why the hell would I wanna play a game with you?”

“It’ll be fun,” Zeke insisted, “Come on. We can play truth or dare.”

“That’s for teenagers,” Levi rolled his eyes, going back to looking at his screen.

“Don’t be such a spoil sport,” Zeke pouted, “Come on. You can go first. I’ll pick truth.”

Levi sighed internally, seeing Zeke’s puppy dog face out of the corner of his eye. He sucked in a deep breath and let it out in an annoyed sigh, swearing under his breath as he made the decision to give in. But what could he ask Zeke? He supposed there was really only one question on his mind during this time: “Do you regret killing Erwin?”

He’d started out with a deep question, but he needed to know the answer. Zeke frowned at the question before nodding his head, “Yes. Very much so… okay, your turn.”

“Truth,” Levi muttered, “Give me a good one.”

Zeke tapped his chin in thought for a moment before asking, “Did killing me bring you closure?”

Damn, Levi thought to himself, remembering how it had felt to finally kill Zeke. Sure, it had felt fulfilling, but had it brought him closure? Levi didn’t think so, so he answered honestly with a simple: “No.”

Zeke looked surprised, as if he hadn’t expected Levi to answer that way. He cleared his throat, murmuring, “I’ll pick truth again.”

Levi had another question that had been bothering him since he’d first met Zeke. The man had always acted strangely around him. Even now, Zeke was eyeing him carefully, gaze raking up and down Levi’s body with interest. Levi didn’t understand what this all meant, but he was thinking back to their time in the forest, specifically when they’d gone to bathe together in the river. Zeke had been entirely too awkward, too nervous, and too red in the face. What had that all meant? Did Zeke have some sort of thing for Levi?

Levi’s eyes narrowed, pressing his lips together before asking, “Did you have a crush on me? Back then… in the forest.”

Zeke’s face went bright red, and Levi knew he’d hit the nail right on the head. Zeke stared at him for a moment in surprise before shaking his head slowly. But Levi saw right through him, pointing an accusing finger in his direction, “You have to tell the truth, Zeke.”

Zeke sighed heavily before giving in, nodding a little, “Fine. I did have a crush on you back then.”

Levi could feel his heart beating a little faster now, and he couldn’t stop himself from asking a follow-up question: “What about now?”

“It’s your turn,” Zeke moved on, ignoring Levi’s question.

“Fine,” Levi muttered, “I’ll pick a dare then.”

He’d done this because he didn’t want Zeke to ask him the same question he’d asked Zeke. Of course he hated the man, especially in their past life, but he had been incredibly attracted to him back in the forest, so much so that it had irritated the hell out of him. It appeared he had a type: tall, blonde, book smart, and Zeke checked all the boxes despite being an annoying piece of shit.

But picking a dare had been a mistake, as a mischievous grin appeared on Zeke’s face. Levi suddenly felt a little nervous, as Zeke was moving closer to him on the couch. He placed one hand on either side of Levi’s hips on the couch, his face close as he whispered, “I dare you to take off your pants.”

Levi was about to smack him for getting so close, but he felt his dick twitch in his pants at the prospect of something happening with Zeke. How much time did they have before Eren came back? At least twenty or so minutes. Surely that’d be enough time for…

Levi stopped his thoughts short, shoving Zeke away from him. Zeke sat back against the couch, looking a little defeated. But Levi started undoing his pants anyway, not one to back down from a dare, and tugged them down before tossing them to the floor.

Zeke stared with wide eyes before a grin crossed his face, “I’ll pick dare too.”

“Okay,” Levi grumbled, thinking up a dare. If Zeke was going to dare him to take off his clothes, then he’d one-up Zeke, “I dare you to get naked.”

Perhaps there was some part of him deep down that wanted Zeke naked, but he was trying to convince himself that he’d simply dared him to do this for the embarrassment Zeke would feel. But Zeke simply raised an eyebrow, “That’s escalating things a little, don’t you think?”

Now Levi was the one feeling embarrassed, feeling his face turn red before he cleared his throat and tried to regain some confidence, “Just do it. I dared you.”

Zeke chuckled softly before getting off the couch, tugging his shirt over his head and tossing it to the floor. He made sure to stare into Levi’s eyes as he shrugged out of his pants and boxers, letting them fall to the ground with a soft thud. Levi’s eyes fluttered downwards, staring directly at Zeke’s junk. He was pretty well-endowed. Hmm, not bad, Levi thought to himself.

Levi looked back up into Zeke’s eyes, “Truth.”

Zeke gave him a sly smile, taking a step towards him, “Do you want to have sex with me, Levi?”

Levi stared at him for a moment, glancing at the man’s dick again before looking back up at Zeke. Do I want to have sex with him? Levi wondered. His initial response was no; how could he want a disgusting monkey like Zeke? But his dick was pulsing in his pants from the thought, and clearly he wanted this much more than he was willing to admit to. In this life, he was a little more experienced in sex, much more than in his past life, and he could feel himself craving that feeling of pleasure from this handsome man, despite the fact that he wasn’t entirely a fan of Zeke.

Levi sucked in a deep breath and nodded, “Yes.”

That’s how it began. Zeke climbed into Levi’s lap and straddled him, tilting his chin up and kissing him roughly. Levi kissed back hungrily, sucking Zeke’s lower lip into his mouth and placing his hands on Zeke’s hips. The man had an amazing body, toned and muscular. Levi moved his fingers up to Zeke’s abs and felt up on them, sighing contently as he bit down on Zeke’s lip. It’d been a couple of weeks since he’d gotten laid, and he couldn’t help but admit he was a little excited.

“We gotta hurry,” Zeke murmured between kisses, “Eren and Mikasa are going to be home soon.”

Levi nodded, “Get off me so I can take off my underwear.”

Zeke climbed off Levi and watched as he shimmied out of his boxers. Levi kneeled on the couch, ass out towards Zeke as he braced his arms on the back of the seat, gripping the fabric and sticking his ass out.

He felt Zeke’s strong hands on his ass cheeks, pulling his ass closer to the blonde. He heard the sound of spitting, and felt a finger rubbing against his hole. He whimpered quietly, as it’d been a little while since he’d done this last, but he was excited nonetheless, cock twitching against his stomach.

Zeke braced his other hand on Levi’s hip as he sunk the first digit inside, up to the knuckle at first before pressing in further. Levi groaned and pressed his forehead into the fabric of the couch, sucking in a deep breath as he got used to the feeling.

“You’re so tight, Levi,” Zeke teased, wriggling his finger around his insides, “Been a while, has it?”

Levi blushed horribly and grumbled, “Just get on with it, monkey.”

Zeke chuckled, pressing in a second finger alongside the first. His fingers were rooting around inside of him, searching for the spot that would make Levi go crazy. Levi felt it, the sharp tingle down his spine, the pleasure coursing through him and causing him to gasp and throw his head back. He arched his back, his feet smacking up into the back of his thighs as he cried out.

“There it is…” Zeke cooed, rubbing at the spot over and over.

Levi moaned, “Fuck. Quit teasing already.”

He could sense Zeke’s smug grin as he added a third finger, stretching him out and pumping them in and out of his hole. Zeke held his hip in his other hand before pressing Levi further into the couch cushions, as if to pin him there. Levi pressed his forehead against the fabric again, panting and trying to stay still.

“I think you’re ready to take me now,” Zeke muttered, pulling out his fingers. He heard Zeke wetting his own cock with saliva before he felt the tip at his entrance, the head breaching the opening.

“Fuck,” Levi groaned as Zeke pushed in all the way rather harshly, “You bastard.”

Zeke moaned lowly, fingers digging into Levi’s hips, “You feel fucking amazing.”

“Then fuck me,” Levi ordered, “And fuck me good.”

Zeke grunted as he placed a foot up on the couch so he could get a better angle, “Oh I’m going to, don’t you worry.”

He began pounding into Levi’s prostate with a loud smack smack smack ringing throughout the room. Levi let out a cry, clinging to the back of the couch and moaning desperately. The pleasure was coursing through him, his stomach doing flips with each thrust into his sensitive spot. It’d been a while since someone had fucked him so nicely, and even though it was Zeke, Levi was enjoying it. Zeke was giving it to him good, and Levi’s eyes were half-lidded, face buried into the couch as he tried to suppress his moans.

“Let me hear you,” Zeke yanked Levi up by the hair, pulling his head back, “Go on.”

“Fuck you,” Levi growled, “Stop ordering me around.”

Zeke pummeled his ass over and over again, “I’m in charge right now.”

“No, you’re fucking not,” Levi snapped, pushing his ass back eagerly against Zeke’s blows, “Just shut your damn mouth and keep fucking me.”

Zeke leaned over Levi, snarling in his ear, “Do I fuck you better than Erwin did?”

Levi’s eyes widened slightly, seeing the evil grin on Zeke’s face out of the corner of his eyes. He couldn’t help himself; he let out a loud moan at a particularly good thrust, and grabbed Zeke’s by the hair, burying the man’s face in the back of his shoulder. Zeke began sucking and licking at the skin there, both of them panting hard.

“You better shut your damn mouth,” Levi demanded, “Or we won’t continue.”

“You wouldn’t stop me now,” Zeke whispered against his neck, “You’re enjoying it too much.”

Levi tossed his head back with a moan as he felt his stomach building with orgasm, his toes curling in pleasure, “Y-Yes! Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

Zeke let out a few stuttered thrusts into Levi’s prostate before he came inside, the feeling causing Levi to cum as well. He reached down to catch his seed in his hand, not wanting to make a mess of Eren’s couch.

The two were left breathing heavily, Levi letting go of Zeke’s hair and Zeke pulling out slowly. He heard the door being unlocked behind them, and his eyes widened, the two of them scrambling to get their clothes back on and clean up. They quickly went back to their seats on opposite ends of the couch, Levi pulling out his phone and scrolling through as if nothing had happened.

The door opened, and Eren walked in with Mikasa, smiling to greet them before his face turned red, “Fuck. It smells like sex in here. Did you two…?”

Shit, Levi thought, Mikasa looking between the two in some shock. Zeke laughed awkwardly, “Uh. Sorry brother. At least we didn’t make a mess of your couch?”

Eren grimaced, sighing a bit, “I’m not gonna be able to sit on that couch for a while now that I know you two fucked on it.”

Levi was blushing profusely. He could feel it in the tips of his ears. Eren led Mikasa to the loveseat across from the couch, and the two sat down next to each other. Suddenly, Levi felt Zeke’s arm around him, and looked over to see he’d moved down the couch. Levi wanted to punch that damn monkey in the stomach, but he decided against it, knowing Eren wouldn’t understand why Levi was so angry with Zeke. But hey, at least he’d gotten a fuck out of the bastard.

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“Ezekiel!” He heard his father shout as he walked in the front door, and his whole body went numb. What had he done wrong this time? He was only seven, and he’d been in Warrior training earlier that day. He’d seen his parents watching him trail behind the other children, seen the horrified looks on their faces. His father had looked particularly disappointed in him. He knew this was likely the reason he was in trouble.

His mother sat at the kitchen table, head in her hands, looking stressed. His father stood behind her, a hand on her shoulder, as he glared down at Zeke, “You’ve upset your mother and me. How on earth do you think you’re going to become a Warrior if you don’t even try?!”

Zeke winced at his father’s yelling, looking down at his shoes sheepishly and not bothering to answer. The truth was, he had been trying. He’d been putting in his best effort. But his parents couldn’t see that. They couldn’t see that he just wasn’t the child they wanted him to be. He just wasn’t good enough.

“I’m sorry,” Zeke muttered, finally building up the courage to look at his father, “I really did try. I promise I did!”

“You’re a disappointment to us,” his father bit, causing Zeke’s eyes to fill with tears, “You’ll be punished.”

Zeke’s eyes widened a little, shaking his head frantically. He hadn’t been punished in quite some time; he was a fairly good child, but his father was insistent on discipline and order, to keep Zeke in line. He watched his father undo his belt and pull it out of the loops of his pants, and Zeke’s legs instantly began to quake with fear, shaking his head again.

“P-Please!” Zeke begged, “I’ll do better! I promise! I’ll do better!”

“Zeke, don’t argue with your father,” his mother murmured calmly, as if he wasn’t about to get a good beating from the man who was supposed to love him unconditionally, and care for him, not hurt him.

Zeke sniffled, rubbing his eyes before his father grabbed his arm harshly and began to tug him down the hall. That walk down the hall seemed never-ending, his stomach filled with dread the more that time passed. They finally reached Zeke’s bedroom and went inside, and Zeke was thrown over his father’s lap, the crack of the belt hitting his behind causing him to scream. His tears wouldn’t stop, his sobs and cries echoing down the hall as his father hit him.

“Wake up,” he heard from somewhere else, “ Zeke , wake up!”

Zeke shot up in bed, sweat trickling down his forehead. Where am I? He initially thought, until he looked around and realized he was in a tent with Levi, somewhere in the forests of Paradis. Oh, he thought, it was a nightmare.

Levi was looking at him, but Zeke couldn’t tell if it was with concern or not. The man had never really shown concern for him, which Zeke didn’t particularly blame him for. They had a tenuous relationship, as they were supposed to be enemies, after all.

But their relationship was a strange one, as Zeke had caught Levi staring at him more than once while he was changing. They had an attraction to one another that couldn’t be explained; an electricity in the air between them; sexual tension that hung over the two. Zeke had to admit, he’d stared at Levi’s ass a number of times, and had imagined what it might be like to fuck the shorter man.

“You were having a nightmare,” Levi explained, looking a little curious, “What was it about?”

Zeke sucked in a deep breath as he fought to calm himself, “I… I just… had a nightmare about my childhood. A memory where my father… where he beat me.”

Levi’s face changed from slightly irritated to somewhat sympathetic, which surprised Zeke a little bit. He’d never seen Levi look sympathetic towards him in any capacity, and was wondering if Levi perhaps had a soft spot for childhood trauma.

“Oh,” Levi shifted a little uncomfortably, “I’m sorry. Did that… did it happen often?”

Zeke nodded, rubbing the sides of his face in some stress, “Yeah. I wasn’t a bad kid I just… I always disappointed them. Especially my dad. I was never good enough.”

Levi placed an awkward hand on Zeke’s shoulder, “That’s terrible. I don’t understand parents that do that shit. Kenny, he took care of me, but he never hit me. Sure, he yelled a lot, said some nasty shit, but when it came down to it, he was a good guy for the most part.”

Zeke frowned, twisting the bottom of his shirt in his hands, “I… I didn’t mean to disappoint them… I really did try my best.”

He felt Levi’s hand gently rest on his back, rubbing it up and down, “I’m sure you did. I mean, you turned out to be a piece of shit, but I’m sure you’re a piece of shit they’d be proud of now.”

Zeke couldn’t help but chuckle at Levi’s attempt to make him feel better, “Thank you.”

“Of course,” Levi sighed, removing his hand, “Don’t tell anybody I touched you or I’ll slit your throat.”

But Zeke was craving that touch, craving that comfort that Levi had given him, and he knew he needed more physical touch from the shorter man. He decided to play it up a bit, starting to sniffle quietly and look solemnly at his lap. Zeke hoped that maybe, by doing this, he could get some form of comfort from Levi, perhaps a gentle touch to the shoulder or even a soothing rubbing of his back. He could see Levi’s eyes widen slightly out of the corner of his own eyes.

“Oh god, are you crying?” Levi asked, a bit of terror in his voice, “Please don’t cry. I’m not good at people crying.”

Zeke sniffed louder and went to wipe his eyes, “I-I’m not. I’m not.”

“You are,” Levi insisted, “You are crying.”

Levi let out a sigh, and soon the man’s arm was around his shoulders, rubbing his arm gently, “Come on. Don’t cry. How do I stop your crying?”

“I… I don’t know,” Zeke whimpered, and actual tears were rolling down his cheeks now.

Levi sounded a little panicked, shushing him, “Shh, shh. Fuck, Zeke. Okay, I… I’m gonna try something, okay? It’s the only thing I can think of that might help, so… don’t make fun of me. I used to do it for Erwin when he… when he was…”

Levi swallowed thickly, not finishing his sentence. Zeke didn’t know what Levi had in store for him, and for a moment he was worried Levi might hit him to try and slap him out of it. But he froze in shock when Levi began undoing his pants, staring down at him with slightly widened eyes.

“What… what are you doing?” Zeke asked in some amazement.

“I’m gonna… I…” Levi stuttered, reaching his hand into Zeke’s boxers and pulling out his dick, “Just shut up.”

Zeke couldn’t have prepared himself for what was coming next. Levi leaned over him, head hovering over his half-hard erection (it was only hardening because of Levi grabbing it). He gasped in some shock as Levi began licking at the tip, sucking it into his mouth. He gasped in some shock; this was the last thing he’d expected Levi to do, but it felt so good.

“Ohh,” Zeke groaned, the warmth and wetness of Levi’s mouth being almost too much for him, “Oh Levi.”

The sexual tension between them had always been palpable, but this was something else. Levi bobbed his head up and down the length of Zeke’s dick, his erection fully fledged now. He placed a hand behind him to keep himself sitting up, the other hand carding through Levi’s black locks gently. Levi sucked harder and sunk down further, letting the cock hit the spongey back of his throat and causing Zeke to moan.

“Holy shit,” Zeke sighed contently, “Oh my god.”

Levi’s eyes were half-lidded as he looked up at Zeke lustfully, tongue lapping at the veins of Zeke’s dick and drool dribbling out of the corners of his mouth. Zeke could barely handle the sight.

“Fuck,” Zeke moaned, his hips bucking and choking Levi slightly, “S-Sorry, I-”

But Levi groaned from the feeling, staring up at Zeke and nodding around his cock as if to encourage Zeke to do it again. Zeke couldn’t believe this was happening. He gripped Levi’s hair a little harder in his fingers and started fucking into his mouth at a steady pace, hearing Levi’s obnoxious slurping and choking noises from taking his dick so roughly down his throat.

“Oh god,” Zeke gasped out as he slowed his thrusts, “Levi, Levi, you gotta stop.”

Levi pulled off with a ‘pop’, looking up at Zeke in some irritation, “You want me to stop? I thought you were enjoying yourself.”

Zeke decided this was where he was going to shoot his shot. It seemed like the perfect moment to do so, and what was the worst that could happen? Sure, Levi could reject him, but at least Zeke had put in the effort to ask. Zeke put his hands on either side of Levi’s face, bringing his head up to kiss him deeply, taste himself on Levi’s tongue before he pulled away, “I want to fuck you.”

Levi’s face was dusted red, his lips parted and eyes half-lidded again as he nodded dumbly, “Uh, okay.”

Zeke was pleasantly surprised by the arousal on Levi’s face and the agreement he’d just made to let Zeke fuck him. The shorter man already looked a little desperate, causing Zeke to chuckle as he ordered, “Take off your pants and get on your hands and knees.”

Levi did as he was told, hurriedly tugging down his pants and boxers and getting on his hands and knees on top of the sleeping bags. Zeke took his place behind him, rubbing his dick against Levi’s hole gently and eliciting a low moan from the shorter man.

“God, you want it bad, don’t you?” Zeke teased, and Levi grumbled some swears under his breath in Zeke’s general direction, not bothering to answer him.

Zeke spat onto his fingers before circling one around his rim and pressing it inside that warm heat. Levi whined and clawed at the floor of the tent beneath him, trying to grip onto something for comfort.

“Shh,” Zeke cooed, moving his finger in and out a few times to help him get used to it, “Has it been a while?”

Levi groaned and nodded, arching his back into Zeke’s touch, “Y-Yeah.”

“You’re doing so well,” Zeke praised, wriggling his finger around before pushing a second in along with the first and scissoring at the opening to widen it.

“Ngh,” Levi whimpered, “Oh god- please hurry.”

“It’s so hot how desperate you are,” Zeke murmured, his other hand settling on Levi’s ass cheek, peeling it back to watch his thick fingers going in and out, “God, you tight little thing.”

“Z-Zeke,” he whined, “Ohh god, you fucking tease.”

Zeke smirked and added a third finger, moving them in a circular motion before grinding them against Levi’s prostate. Levi gasped and jerked back against Zeke’s fingers, seeking that pleasure all over again. Zeke gave it to him, stroking at the spot as he watched Levi’s cock dribble pre-cum from the tip.

“What do you want, Levi?” Zeke asked sensually as he pounded his fingers against Levi’s prostate, “Use your words.”

“I-I want your dick,” Levi moaned, “Please.”

“Where do you want it?” Zeke chuckled, “Be specific.”

Levi huffed a little before groaning, “My… my hole. I want it in my hole, Zeke.”

Zeke sighed contently, pulling out his fingers and lining up his erection with Levi’s opening. It was gaping now, as Zeke had stretched him open well, and he spit into him before rubbing his cock against the hole. Levi was pushing his ass back as if to capture Zeke’s cock, and Zeke laughed a little at how eager the shorter man was. He was certainly desperate with lust.

Zeke pressed in, bottoming out in one sharp thrust that had Levi tossing his head back with a loud moan. Zeke ran his hands over Levi’s ass cheeks, sucking in a deep breath before starting to give Levi a few short thrusts directly into his prostate.

“Oh god,” Levi groaned, “Z-Zeke!”

Zeke could feel sweat dripping from his brow, “Good boy, Levi. Fuck, you feel so good.”

Levi clawed at the sleeping bag underneath him, little pants escaping his mouth with each thrust. He looked fucking perfect to Zeke, all squirmy and sweaty as he was pounded into from behind. He had the tightest ass Zeke had ever been inside, and it jiggled every time Zeke smacked his hips back into Levi’s cheeks.

“A-Ah!” Levi cried out at a particularly good thrust, “Zeke! I-I- oh!”

Zeke was surprised Levi wasn’t more concerned about his comrades hearing him, as he was being incredibly loud, but perhaps he just couldn’t help himself. Besides, most of his comrades were asleep by this point anyways.

Zeke ran his fingers through the back of Levi’s hair before giving it a good tug, “There you go, baby. Damn, you really wanted to cheer me up, didn’t you? Well, it certainly worked.”

Levi nodded dumbly, moaning like he was dying as Zeke continued those short strokes into his sweet spot. Zeke tugged his hair again, pulling his head back so he could see the look on Levi’s face. The man’s cheeks were dusted a cute pink color, tips of his ears red. Sweat dripped down his forehead, his lips parted and his little tongue peeking out from between them. His eyes were half-lidded, and Zeke couldn’t help but think how gorgeous he looked all fucked out like this. How had he gotten so lucky? Levi was twitching now, reaching down to stroke his cock, and Zeke assumed this meant he was close.

“You gonna cum?” Zeke asked, giving him a few harsher thrusts that had Levi crying out as he nodded desperately.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop!” He begged, tugging at his erection furiously now.

Zeke gripped his hips harder and started to go to town on him, breathing heavy now. Levi was quiet for a moment before a loud moan tore from his throat and he came, spurts of white staining the sleeping bag below him.

Zeke groaned a little as he felt Levi tighten around him, causing him to cum inside of the man. He let out a couple stuttered thrusts before stopping, the two taking a second to breathe before Zeke pulled out.

“Wow,” Zeke sighed as he collapsed next to Levi on the floor, “You were amazing.”

“Did I cheer you up?” Levi asked quietly.

Zeke nodded, “Oh yeah. Definitely.”

“Don’t fucking expect it again,” Levi snapped, turning over to face away from Zeke.

Zeke certainly hadn’t expected it in the first place, but he was glad Levi had gone to such lengths to make him feel better. He chuckled at Levi’s words and let out a content sigh, hands behind his head as he had finally gotten what he’d wanted from Levi.

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Zeke was excited to finally see her roommate, Livia, fight in a boxing match. Livia had been a boxer for a few years now, and Zeke had just moved in with her last year. She’d never gone to one of Livia’s matches before, but now that she had some time off work, she decided it would be a good idea to check her out. Livia had been nonchalant when Zeke had said she was going to come to Livia’s boxing match, but Zeke could tell her roommate was excited for her to come and watch.

Livia stepped into the ring, putting her mouthpiece in and pulling on the boxing gloves. Zeke couldn’t help but think she looked pretty hot in that boxing outfit: tight booty shorts and a sports bra. Her opponent stepped into the ring, swinging a few practices punches before the two squared up, the referee standing in between them before blowing the whistle.

Zeke watched Livia and the other woman face off, circling one another before Livia delivered a sharp blow that was dodged by her opponent. But Livia was quick, sending another punch directly after the first miss that hit the woman in the face. Zeke winced; it looked like it had to hurt.

Something about this was an incredible turn on for Zeke. She was watching with wide eyes as Livia swung punch after punch, dipping and dodging punches and swinging kicks. It was hot, simple as that. Zeke’s heart was pounding away in her chest, and she stared with keen interest as a sweat-covered Livia emerged victorious from the fight, breathing hard and pulling her mouth piece out, holding up her fist in success.

Zeke cheered with the crowd, watching Livia head down to the locker rooms to get changed. Zeke got up quickly, already blushing as she felt a wetness between her legs. It certainly wasn’t time for her period, and Zeke knew exactly why she was wet down there. Had she really been that turned on?

Zeke headed down to the locker rooms to wait for Livia outside, checking her phone for the time after it seemed like it had been a while. Zeke pushed the door open, walking into the locker room and looking around for her roommate. She heard some soft panting, and frowned, turning the corner to see quite a sight.

Livia was sitting on the bench, legs spread, two fingers in her pussy. Zeke’s eyes widened, staring at Livia through her glasses. Livia looked up, her face turning a deep shade of red as she quickly removed her fingers and went to cover herself up.

“Oh my god,” Livia scrambled, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were waiting for me, oh my god.”

“Calm down,” Zeke insisted, holding her hands up, “It’s okay. It’s not a big deal. D-Don’t worry about it.”

Livia looked like she might cry from embarrassment, and Zeke knew that she had to do something to make it all better. She quickly moved to sit next to Livia on the bench, reaching a hand out and placing it on Livia’s naked thigh. She blushed, looking up at Zeke with some surprise.

“What… what are you doing?” Livia asked.

“Can I… can I help you?” Zeke asked, fingers wandering up her thigh slowly.

Livia whimpered quietly, looking a little nervous, but nodding slowly, “Y-Yes… please.”

Zeke knew exactly what she wanted to do. She put a hand on the center of Livia’s chest and pressed her back against the wall before placing her hands on either inner thigh and spreading her legs further apart. Livia squeaked in some surprise, bracing her hands on the bench. Her legs were already shaking a little, clearly anxious. Zeke wanted to quell that anxiety; make Livia feel relaxed after giving her so much embarrassment.

Zeke kneeled in between Livia’s legs and bent over, using her fingers to spread the lips open. Livia held her breath, letting out a quiet whimper as Zeke experimentally licked at her clit. She must’ve been incredibly sensitive, as her hands instantly moved up to Zeke’s hair, clinging to it and tugging it lightly. Zeke smirked a little and licked again, circling her tongue around the clit while thumbing at her hole.

“Ah!” Livia moaned, “Oh Zeke!”

“Shh,” Zeke whispered against her pussy, “Don’t be too loud now. We might get caught.”

Livia whined and nodded a little, her legs quivering a little as Zeke went back to work, tonguing at her clit before wrapping her lips around it and sucking. Livia gasped and moaned, and Zeke could feel how wet she was getting with her thumb working it’s way inside. She pumped her thumb in and out, tongue sucking and licking hungrily at her clitoris.

Livia was panting, legs starting to close at the amount of pleasure she was feeling. Zeke pushed one leg back with her shoulder, using her free hand to pry open the other leg. Livia scooted forwards on the bench, crying out and pushing Zeke’s face down into her pussy. Zeke groaned quietly and continued her work.

“Z-Zeke!” Livia whimpered, “Oh god I-I can’t!”

“Yes you can,” Zeke murmured, “Come on, baby. Cum for me.”

“Zeke please!” Livia gasped, “Please!”

Zeke ate her out hungrily, mouthing at her and flicking her tongue over Livia’s most sensitive spots. She moved downwards, removing her thumb and starting to fuck her tongue inside of Livia, moving her thumb upwards and circling Livia’s clit with it.

“Oh god,” Livia whimpered, legs struggling against Zeke’s hold, “Oh god!”

Zeke didn’t respond; simply continued as best she could to get Livia to cum. There were a few loud “Ah! Ah!” sounds from Livia before she shook around Zeke’s hold, orgasm causing her eyes to go back and fingers to pull hard at Zeke’s hair.

Zeke pulled away slowly, breathing heavily as she stared up at Livia. Livia whined, trying to catch her breath as she came down from her orgasm. Zeke stood, wiping her lips on the back of her hand. Livia closed her legs shakily and got up, starting to pull on her clothes. Zeke watched her calmly, feeling incredibly turned on.

“Let’s go home,” Livia said, sounding hurried, “I have something for you.”

Zeke could feel herself blushing, “You… you do?”

Livia nodded, picking up her bag and taking her hand, “Can you wait that long?”

It was only a ten minute drive, so Zeke nodded. She figured she could wait a little longer for some pleasure, horny thoughts still running through her head. The two of them took the bus home, and the whole ride there, Livia ran her fingers up and down Zeke’s thigh, getting dangerously close to her pussy each time. Zeke bit her lip, feeling incredibly horny now.

They walked into the house, and Livia immediately pressed Zeke to the door, leaning up to kiss her. Zeke kissed back, rubbing at Livia’s sides gently. Livia pulled away with a small smirk, making a ‘follow me’ motion with her finger before walking up the stairs. Zeke followed, practically in a trance as she wondered what Livia was going to do.

They went into Livia’s bedroom, and Livia walked to her closet, rummaging for something. She turned to Zeke, “Take off your pants and panties, and get on all fours on the bed.”

Zeke could feel herself blushing, having a feeling she knew what was coming, and felt the excitement in her belly. She took off her pants and underwear and let it pool on the floor, climbing onto the bed and laying face down ass up.

Zeke watched Livia come out of the closet with a strap on, just like she’d thought. Livia took off her pants and put the strap on over her panties, clipping it on and tightening it to fit her better. She walked over and took her place behind Zeke, rubbing the tip of the fake penis at her opening. Zeke moaned quietly, legs already quivering as she waited for Livia to push in.

Livia teasingly put the tip in before taking it out, murmuring, “You want that cock?”

Zeke groaned and nodded, “Y-Yeah. Yes please.”

“Hmm, I don’t know if I should give it to you,” Livia chuckled, “It was rather naughty of you to eat me out in the locker room like that.”

Zeke whined, pushing back gently to try and get Livia to put it in. She could hear Livia giggling at her desperation, and whimpered, “Please, Livia? Please give it to me.”

Livia gently started to press inside, filling her up with the strap on. Zeke moaned, fingers clenching the sheets below her. She couldn’t believe that Livia was actually fucking her right now; it was so incredibly hot. Zeke couldn’t stop thinking back to the fight she’d witnessed; the sweat dripping off Livia’s brow as she laid punch after punch into her opponent.

Livia stayed still for a moment so Zeke could adjust to the size before she started rocking in and out slowly, asking, “You like that? Hmm?”

Zeke whined and nodded, “Y-Yeah. Yeah I like it. I want more.”

Livia ran her fingers along Zeke’s ass, smacking it lightly before pulling all the way out and slamming back in. Zeke whined, tossing her head back and moaning, “L-Livy!”

“Shh, love,” Livia murmured, “I’m surprised you’re such a slut for it.”

Zeke was surprised too, if she was honest with herself. She’d never wanted anybody this badly before, but seeing Livia box like that had really turned her on. And now she was even more turned on from how Livia was fucking her just right.

“It’s ‘cause you knocked that bitch out,” Zeke whimpered, “It was so hot.”

Livia paused momentarily to smirk, “Oh really? You liked that? You probably got all wet just watching me, huh?”

Zeke nodded eagerly, begging, “Fuck me, Livy. Fuck me good.”

Livia started fucking Zeke a bit more hurriedly, giving it to her with harsher thrusts. She whined and cling to the sheets until her knuckles turned white, “Shit. Fuck.”

“I’m gonna make you cum around my cock,” Livia growled, smacking Zeke’s ass again before starting to angle her thrusts so that they were hitting her sensitive spots.

“Yes!” Zeke cried out, “Yes!”

Zeke arched her back, eyes rolling back in her head as she cried out, orgasm shaking through her body. Livia didn’t let up, continuing to fuck her through it and only slowing down when she was too sensitive to take it anymore. Zeke collapsed onto the sheets, sighing contently. Livia took off the strap on and tossed it aside, laying down next to her.

“So how long have to wanted me?” Livia asked curiously, smiling a little.

Zeke chuckled softly before answering, “Too long.”

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Zeke was sitting in his cell, hands chained behind his back. He’d been captured by that damn Ackerman, and he’d been sitting here for hours at this point. He was starving, and exhausted, limbs aching from the uncomfortable cement floor he was sitting on.

The door to the hallway of empty cells swung open, revealing the man he feared the most, though he’d never admit it out loud: Levi Ackerman, humanity’s strongest soldier. Levi had a stern, cold look on his face, walking down the hallway as his boots clipped on the hard flooring. Zeke swallowed thickly, looking up at Levi with a calm expression, though he was shitting bricks on the inside.

“Zeke,” Levi muttered, as if his name meant nothing to him, “Get up.”

Zeke chuckled softly, “Oh? Are we finally talking now?”

He struggled to his feet anyways, enjoying how he towered over the short man as they stared at each other through the cell bars. Levi was glaring up at him, and took out a key from his pocket before unlocking the cell door.

“We’re going to have a nice talk, you and I,” Levi snarled, “Sit down in that chair.”

He pointed to a chair that had been set up in the center of the hallway, and Zeke shrugged before going over and plopping down into the chair. He felt Levi’s soft fingers against his own, chaining him to the chair itself before he stood straight and circled the chair, standing in front of Zeke with his hands behind his back.

“Now, I need some information from you,” Levi murmured, putting his boot up against Zeke’s chest and pressing down, “Who possesses the War Hammer Titan?”

Zeke laughed, unable to help himself, “Like I would just give up that information willingly.”

“It was worth a try,” Levi rolled his eyes before removing his boot and placing it on the chair between Zeke’s legs, “How should we begin your torture? Should I cut your limbs off? Or should we start with something more simple?”

Levi put his boot directly onto Zeke’s dick, pressing down and eliciting an uncomfortable groan from Zeke as his dick and balls were being crushed by the weight. But at the same time, something about Levi’s attitude; being all tied up like this under Levi’s full command, was making him incredibly horny.

“Tell me,” Levi growled before pressing down harder.

Zeke gasped a little from the pressure before his dick twitched in pleasure. Levi hadn’t noticed, however, and gripped Zeke by the hair, tugging it roughly and shouting, “Tell me, now!”

Zeke couldn’t help himself. He moaned, dick hardening under Levi’s boot. Surely Levi could feel it now, and Zeke knew he did, as the shorter man’s eyes widened ever so slightly before he pulled away from Zeke completely, taking his boot away.

“Are… are you getting turned on from this?” Levi snarled in disgust, staring at the tent in Zeke’s pants, “You absolutely disgusting monkey.”

Zeke was blushing a little, “Look, I can’t exactly help what turns me on, Captain.”

“You’re something else,” Levi rolled his eyes, crossing his arms and looking away sheepishly, as if he was embarrassed by the situation.

Suddenly, a look of realization came across his face, and he glanced back over at Zeke with a slight smirk. Zeke didn’t like the look he was giving him now: one of cockiness and mischief.

“W-What?” Zeke frowned, looking up at him through his spectacles.

Levi put his foot back onto Zeke’s dick, grinding the heel of his boot there. Zeke could feel the tingles go up his spine, a low groan emitting from his throat. Levi chuckled lowly, leaning close to his face and removing his boot.

“Do you want more, Zeke?” he teased.

Zeke nodded eagerly despite himself. Of course he wanted more. He was already hard and pulsing, and waiting for more. Levi looked incredibly smug, as if he’d found the key to Zeke’s confessions; found his weakness.

“Tell me,” Levi murmured, running his fingers down Zeke’s chest and resting his hand just above Zeke’s tenting bulge, “Who’s the War Hammer Titan?”

Zeke shook his head, biting his lip, “You’ll have to do better than that if you want me to tell you.”

Levi snickered, fingers ghosting the material that separated their skin. Zeke shivered at that, already so worked up just from all this teasing. He began to undo the button of Zeke’s pants, unzipping them and pulling his cock from his boxers. Zeke just stared on with wide eyes, waiting for whatever Levi was about to do to him. He had to admit, the little Ackerman was quite attractive, and Zeke didn’t mind the situation they were in one bit.

Levi began stroking him lightly, making sure to avoid all the places that would make him squirm. He was being quite the tease, just taking his time touching his cock, giving him just enough pleasure to drive him crazy for more.

“Fuck,” Zeke groaned, “You’re a fucking tease.”

“You really think I’m going to just pleasure you out right?” Levi questioned with a raise of his eyebrow before muttering, “Stupid monkey.”

“Mmm,” Zeke sighed, “Come on, Levi. Touch me like you mean it. If you want to get anything out of me, you have to do better.”

Levi shot him a small glare, “You want better? I’ll give you better.”

Levi moved away from him, “I’m gonna give you the best show of your life, monkey boy. Just you watch.”

Zeke would watch. He wasn’t about to stop watching. Levi stood back, starting to strip himself of his gear. Zeke watched with anticipation, cock twitching when Levi began to undo his pants, staring Zeke down with a look of seduction. The shorter man removed his pants and briefs in one swoop before placing three fingers to his lips and starting to suck on them. He’s not going to… Zeke thought to himself in some shock, not having to wonder long. Levi coated his fingers in saliva before getting down on all fours, ass out in Zeke’s direction.

The man had a gorgeous ass, and Zeke tugged at his binds, wanting more than anything to grope at it. Levi reached his hand back between his cheeks, rubbing a saliva-coated digit over his hole before starting to insert it. Zeke couldn’t believe was he was seeing, and apparently his cock couldn’t believe it either, as it dribbled pre-cum down his shaft.

The shorter man pumped the finger in and out, a low groan leaving his lips as he played with himself. Zeke’s mouth was practically watering by this point, and he had to swallow back his saliva to prevent himself from drooling all over his chin. Levi shortly added a second finger, stretching himself open and panting softly from the feeling.

“Fuck,” Zeke groaned, “You’re so fucking hot. Oh my god.”

Levi smirked a little and kept going, adding a third finger, “Maybe if you tell me what I need to know, I’ll come take care of that boner of yours.”

Zeke moaned quietly, “Goddamn. Fuck.”

He knew he shouldn’t give up information, but Levi was just so tempting: ass out and three fingers deep, moaning and whining like a little whore. Zeke had never been so turned on in his life, and if Levi kept going like this he might cum untouched.

Levi whimpered and pulled out his fingers once he was sufficiently stretched, getting up from the floor and walking over to Zeke. He reached into the collar of his shirt and pulled off his cravat, bending down and tying it to the base of Zeke’s cock so that he couldn’t cum. Evil bastard, Zeke thought to himself as Levi straddled him and started to rub his hole against Zeke’s throbbing erection.

“Tell me,” Levi whispered sensually in his ear, “And I’ll let you cum.”

“Shit,” Zeke moaned, eyes half-lidded as he stared up at Levi’s beautiful face, “God I wanna tell you so bad.”

“I know, baby, I know,” Levi cooed, running a couple of fingers down Zeke’s cheek. They smelled like his cunt, and Zeke whined, wanting them in his mouth for some reason or another. He really was a horny little shit, wasn’t he?

“I just need you to tell me what I need to know,” Levi murmured seductively in his ear, “Then I’ll let you cum inside of me.”

“Oh my god,” Zeke groaned. The thought of cumming inside of Levi was just too good to be true. The thought of being able to fuck Levi was insane to him.

“You gonna tell me?” Levi teased, still grinding his hole against Zeke’s leaking cock, “Or should I go find someone else to fuck me?”

Zeke felt like he was losing his mind. Why did his self-control have to be connected to his dick? He bit his lip hard before spilling the beans, “Willy Tybur. It’s Willy Tybur.”

Levi smiled a little in success before sinking down on Zeke’s cock, eliciting groans from both of them. Zeke instantly bucked his hips, wanting more of that warmth surrounding him. Levi whined and put both hands on his shoulders, starting to ride him hungrily. It seemed as though it had been a while for both of them.

Zeke desperately tugged at his chains, wanting to hold onto Levi, fuck up into him more easily. But Levi didn’t unchain him, just kept bouncing on his erection like it was his job.

“There’s a good boy,” Levi sighed as he lifted himself up and brought himself back down over and over again, “Wanted me so bad you just had to tell me, didn’t you?”

Zeke groaned and nodded, “Y-Yeah, oh my god, Levi I need to cum, ple-”

“Shut your damn mouth,” Levi placed one hand over Zeke’s mouth, bouncing faster and moaning, “You’re not in control here, got it? I am. And you’ll cum when I say you can.”

Zeke practically cried out from that, head tipping back and leaning against the chair as Levi teasingly swirled his hips before fucking himself on Zeke’s cock repeatedly. Zeke didn’t realize how much he enjoyed being dominated, and was a little sad when Levi took his hand away.

“Let me hear you beg for it, Zeke,” Levi ordered, “Beg me to let you cum.”

Zeke whimpered pathetically, “P-Please, Levi. Please, let me cum. I need to- I’ll tell you anything.”

“Anything, hmm?” Levi ground his hips down, clearly out of breath, “I’ll remember that. How’s about I let you cum if you tell me what a whore you are?”

Zeke nodded, not hesitating, “I-I’m a whore- fuck- I’m such a whore for you. Oh god, Levi. Please.”

Levi reached down and undid the cravat, “Go ahead, cum inside me.”

Zeke’s entire body shook as he came in spurts inside of Levi, legs trembling through it all. Levi groaned and jerked himself off, cumming all over Zeke’s shirt and his own. Zeke was surprised the little clean freak was willing to be so messy, but perhaps he made exceptions for sex. The two sat there for a moment, Zeke still inside of Levi, as they came down, both breathing heavily.

“Such a good boy,” Levi brushed through Zeke’s hair soothingly, “The more information you give up, the more I’ll give to you, okay?”

Zeke nodded, eyes still half-lidded from pleasure as he looked up at Levi, ready to tell him anything he asked for. Levi slowly pulled himself off and started to get dressed, Zeke watching that beautiful ass getting covered up again with the fabric of his pants. Damn, he thought to himself. He was already getting turned on again.

“Don’t get too excited,” Levi advised, noticing Zeke’s dick twitching back to life, “I’m too old for round two.”

“If you untied me you wouldn’t have to do any of the work,” Zeke suggested, licking his lips.

Levi chuckled, doing up his pants, “Sorry, Zeke. Perhaps another time. You’re still a no good fucking monkey, after all.”

Zeke pouted and rolled his eyes a little, “Yeah, yeah.”

He watched Levi put his gear back on, and was soon redressed and unchained from the chair and led back to his cell, which Levi locked him in again. Zeke frowned down at his cum-covered shirt, “Can I at least get a new shirt?”

Levi stared at him for a moment, “No. I want you to be thinking about our fuck all night; I want you to be desperate for me the next time I see you.”

Fuck, that’s hot, Zeke thought as his dick twitched in his pants. Levi smirked a little before walking out of the dungeon, leaving Zeke all alone with nothing but himself and his horny thoughts.

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Levi was busying chopping down some trees when he came across the body of a blonde-haired, bespectacled man. The man was still breathing, that’s for sure, as Levi saw his chest rise and fall with each breath. But he had a bump on his head, looking as though he’d fallen on his head. He looked up at the tree, seeing some broken branches and realizing the man must’ve fallen out of the tree. What he’d been doing in the tree, Levi wasn’t sure.

He hoisted the man over his shoulder carefully, not wanting to make his injuries any worse, and started to carry him back to the cabin. Levi set up the man in his extra bed, wrapping up his head and cleaning and dressing his visible wounds. He then made himself some lunch and tea, checking in on the man every once in a while to see if he’d woken up. Levi decided he’d go outside to cut up some of the bigger branches and trunks he’d brought in from the woods, and went outside with his axe to chop firewood. He took off his shirt in the hot summer sun as he began to sweat from the effort, feeling the heat beating down on him.

“Whoa,” he heard from behind him, and turned to see the man standing in the front doorway of his house, staring at Levi with wide eyes.

“Oh,” Levi greeted, “Hey. You’re finally awake.”

The man continued to stare, nodding a little, “Yeah. And who are you?”

Levi put the axe into the cutting block and starting walking towards the man, holding his hand out, “I’m Levi. You had quite the fall there. How are you feeling?”

“I’m Zeke,” the man replied, shaking Levi’s hand while his eyes were raking up and down Levi’s body, “And I’m okay. Head hurts a little, but I see you bandaged me up pretty good. Thanks for that, by the way.”

Levi nodded, “Of course. Couldn’t just leave you in the woods all alone. Who knows what could’ve got you?”

Zeke chuckled softly, “Yeah, that’s true.”

“So, uh,” Levi muttered, “What were you doing in a tree?”

“Drawing,” Zeke responded, pulling a small notebook from his pocket to show Levi, “I was climbing down and I slipped.”

Levi leaned forward as Zeke flipped through the pages, showing Levi the various drawings: birds, trees, flowers. They were beautiful drawings, and Levi was somewhat in awe of Zeke’s talents.

“Those are really good,” he murmured, “You need to be more careful climbing down from trees. You could’ve really hurt yourself.”

Zeke smiled sheepishly, “Yeah, I guess I do.”

Levi suddenly noticed how close they were standing, and got a little embarrassed, clearing his throat and taking a step back. Zeke was staring at his naked chest, almost mesmerized by it, and Levi wanted to say: “My eyes are up here,” but he refrained.

“You uh… cuttin’ firewood?” Zeke asked, glancing over to the axe.

“Yep,” Levi replied, unable to help himself, “You seem to enjoy watching me.”

Zeke turned red, grinning anxiously, “Sorry. You look good. You work out?”

“Not really,” Levi shrugged, “I just do a lot of yard work and hunting.”

Zeke nodded, shoving his hands in his pockets. The two of them stood there in silence for a moment, both glancing at each other awkwardly. Levi felt a little nervous, though he was unsure of why. It was obvious that the blonde was attracted to him, and Levi was examining Zeke now to decide if he returned the attraction. The man wasn’t bad looking at all; he seemed to be fairly built, and he looked cute with his bandage-wrapped head and goofy smile.

“Well, let me know if you need help with anything,” Levi offered, “You’re welcome to stay the night if you need to.”

A smirk appeared on Zeke’s face as he took a step closer, “I… I do need help with something.”

Levi blushed a little, seeing a bulge growing in Zeke’s pants. He was starting to get the picture of just what Zeke wanted help with. It didn’t help that Levi could feel his own dick twitching from how that turned him on.

“And what would that be?” Levi asked, playing along.

Zeke and Levi were mere inches from one another at this point, and Zeke chuckled softly, “I think you know what I need help with, Levi.”

Levi grasped Zeke’s collar in one hand, the other hand going down to hold him between his legs. Zeke gasped in some surprise, biting his lip to suppress a groan. Levi wasn’t about to let Zeke dominate him. He liked to be on bottom, but he also liked being in control.

“You wanna put this inside me?” Levi asked, cupping Zeke’s bulge and rubbing at it gently.

Zeke’s eyes became half-lidded, nodding stupidly, “Fuck, yeah I do.”

Levi smiled smugly up at him, leaning up so their lips were inches away but backing off when Zeke leaned in to kiss him, “Ah, ah, ah. I’m in charge here, Zeke. My house, my rules. Now I want you to do something for me.”

Zeke nodded quickly, “What is it?”

Clearly, he wanted to please Levi so he could get what he wanted. Levi groped at his erection and murmured, “Go into the bedroom and get naked. If you touch yourself, you don’t get to fuck me. You’ll wait on the bed for me to come in like a good boy. Got it?”

Zeke stared for a moment before nodding, “Y-Yeah. Okay.”

Levi chuckled, “Say ‘yes sir’.”

Zeke blushed and nodded, “Y-Yes, sir.”

With that, Zeke turned on his heel and walked back into the house hurriedly. Levi smiled after him with success, going back to his axe. He finished the last few pieces of wood off before going inside. He walked into the bedroom, seeing Zeke lying on the bed. His face was flushed, his cock against his stomach all weeping and red. He whimpered when Levi entered the room, starting to look desperate, if he wasn’t already.

“Look at that gorgeous cock,” Levi commented, undoing his belt buckle, “All red and leaking for me. Now get down on your knees and suck me off.”

He tugged down his pants and boxers, letting them fall to the floor. Zeke scrambled to get on his knees in front of Levi. He reached out to hold onto Levi, but Levi backed up a little, “No. Hands behind your back and mouth open.”

Zeke whimpered and did as he was told, his cock leaking more pre-cum from how turned on he was. With hands behind his back, he opened his mouth wide, and Levi took his cock into his hand, stepping towards Zeke. He tapped it on Zeke’s lower lip before pushing inside the warmth, sighing contently.

“Go ahead, show me how good you are and maybe I’ll let you fuck me,” Levi ran a hand through his hair, careful to avoid the bandages on his head.

Zeke whined with the cock in his mouth, using gravity to sink down onto his cock with his mouth before coming back up, bobbing his head at a slow pace. He was slurping and sucking obnoxiously, and Levi groaned from the way he was eagerly sucking his dick like a little whore.

“Mmm,” Levi sighed, “There’s a good boy.”

He pulled Zeke’s head off for a moment, holding onto his cock with his free hand and smacking Zeke across the face with it. Zeke’s head went to the side from the blow, blushing horribly from it.

“Say ‘thank you’,” Levi ordered, tapping his cock on Zeke’s cheek and smearing some pre-cum there.

“Th-Thank you, sir,” Zeke muttered in some embarrassment before asking, “Again? Please?”

Levi groaned a little and smacked him across the face with it again. As soon as Zeke turned his head back towards Levi, Levi shoved his cock back into his mouth, grasping his hair and starting to fuck into his throat.

Zeke choked initially before breathing through his nose and moaning at the feeling. Levi whined and kept fucking into his mouth, feeling himself getting close. He forced himself to pull Zeke off, not wanting to cum yet. A string of saliva and pre-cum hung from Zeke’s lips, which were swollen from being used so harshly. Zeke was staring up at him lustfully, tears pricking the corners of his eyes.

“Sit on the bed,” Levi ordered, “Against the headboard.”

Zeke climbed back onto the bed and sat against the headboard, and Levi picked up his belt from the floor. He tied one of Zeke’s hands to the headboard before grabbing another belt from his closet and tying the other one down too. Zeke tugged at them a little, but they were tight, and he was completely immobile.

Levi climbed onto Zeke’s lap, sitting on his thighs and running a teasing finger up Zeke’s length, the penis jerking just from Levi’s touch. Zeke whimpered, watching Levi intensely, as if he was willing Levi to touch it. But Levi wanted to tease the man, wanted to torture him a little.

“Look at that,” Levi ran his finger up the length again, and Zeke’s cock jumped again from the touch, “So eager, isn’t it? Does it want to be inside my tight little hole?”

Zeke groaned and tossed his head back against the headboard before nodding desperately, “It does- I mean- I do, sir. Please.”

Levi held three fingers up to Zeke’s lips, “Suck.”

Zeke took the fingers into his mouth and sucked on them, tongue swirling around them and coating them in saliva. His eyes were blown out and half-lidded, completely turned on by Levi’s dominance.

Levi took his fingers out and placed one to his own rim, circling it before pushing it in. He moaned quietly and started pumping his finger in and out. Zeke was watching him with parted lips, drool pooling in the corners of his mouth.

“Oh Levi,” Zeke groaned, “Oh my god, you’re so hot.”

“Shhh, baby,” Levi murmured, leaning forwards and pressing a short kiss to his lips, “You stay quiet like a good boy, okay? Be patient.”

Zeke nodded a little, closing his mouth as Levi started riding his own finger, adding a second and stretching himself open. Zeke tugged a little at his bindings, clearly wanting to hold onto Levi.

“Zeke,” Levi said warningly, stopping his fingers, “Are you gonna be patient like a good boy? Or do I have to punish you?”

Zeke whimpered, “I… p-punish me. I was bad.”

Levi was a little surprised that Zeke had said so, but the man must’ve really wanted to be punished, as his cock leaked more fluid just from thinking about it. Levi sighed, fucking himself with three fingers for a good moment to make sure he was opened up enough before he carried out Zeke’s punishment.

Levi pushed Zeke’s legs up, pressing his thighs to his chest so that the man’s ass was exposed. Levi got down on his elbows, hands on either cheek before he pulled them open. Zeke was breathing heavily, sounding nervous.

“Mmm,” Levi smirked, “Pretty hole, Zeke. I’m gonna destroy it.”

Zeke moaned from Levi’s words, and Levi spit onto his hole before taking a condom from his bedside table and wrapping it around his finger. He assumed that Zeke wasn’t clean, and being a neat freak, he didn’t want to risk anything. Levi used the latex-covered digit to push the saliva inside, pumping his finger in and out. Zeke whimpered, tensing up and squirming.

“Relax,” Levi muttered, pulling his finger out to give Zeke a harsh smack to his ass, “It’ll hurt worse if you struggle.”

He pushed two fingers back in, fucking his hole brutally. Zeke was groaning uncontrollably, legs shaking as he fought to keep them in place. Levi added a third finger and stretched him out, purposefully avoiding his prostate to tease him.

“You like that, don’t you?” Levi cooed, placing two fingers in front of Zeke, which he began sucking on just to keep quiet as he nodded to Levi’s question.

Levi pulled his fingers out from his hole abruptly and smacked his ass a few times, pulling his fingers out of Zeke’s mouth as well to hear his cries.

“O-Oh! Sir!” Zeke gasped out, “Sir, I need you. Please. I’m so close.”

Levi chuckled lowly before going to his bedside table and pulling out something, “Hush now. You’ll cum when I say you can. Understand?”

“Y-Yes sir,” Zeke whimpered, still squirming anyways.

Levi sighed and began to press a large plug into Zeke’s hole. Zeke cried out, moaning and whining, “I can’t! I can’t, I’m gonna cum!”

“Shut it,” Levi growled, smacking his ass again, “You better not cum.”

Zeke squeezed around the plug as it entered him, filling him to the hilt and ever so gently pressing up against his prostate. He was gasping, clearly having a hard time holding back. Levi climbed on top of Zeke once his legs were back down and lined up the man’s weeping cock to his hole, sinking down on him with a groan.

“Oh god,” Zeke gasped, “Please, Levi. Please. Please let me cum!”

“No,” Levi replied, starting to ride him eagerly.

“Levi please!” Zeke cried out, panting hard, “Please!”

“No,” Levi snarled, rolling his hips and groaning, “Fuck that’s good.”

Zeke let out a sob, tears rolling down his cheeks as he fought the pleasure that was taking over his body. He must’ve been really going through it to be crying like that; must’ve been so painful to not be able to cum like that when his cock was so hard and pulsing.

“You want to cum?” Levi asked, gripping Zeke’s chin in his hand, “Quit your crying.”

Zeke sniffled and sucked back the tears and sobs, moaning and tugging at the restraints. Levi muttered, “Good boy,” as he bounced up and down on his cock, “Okay baby. Go ahead. Scream for me and cum inside me.”

Zeke shrieked loudly, “Levi!”

He came hard inside of Levi, tears staining his cheeks as he moaned through it all. Levi kept riding him until his cock got too soft to do so. He climbed off and stood in front of Zeke’s face, groaning as he jerked himself off. Zeke whimpered and opened his mouth wide as Levi came all over his face.

Levi sighed contently as he watched Zeke swallowing and licking up the cum on his face- or where he could reach with his tongue. He untied Zeke from the bed and removed the plug from his ass, listening to Zeke groaning from the feeling.

“Get some rest,” Levi patted his ass gently, “You were such a good boy for me.”

Zeke nodded, and Levi walked out of the room to go shower. He’d enjoyed that far too much. Perhaps he’d have to find a way for Zeke to stay with him, or to come visit him often. That had been some of the best sex he’d ever had.

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Levi glared at Marie and Erwin from across the room, watching the two laughing and giving each other flirting glances. He and Erwin had recently broken up, and now the two happened to be attending the same college party. Erwin was already seeming to move on rather quickly, and with someone Levi disliked the most: Marie. Marie had always been in the back of Erwin’s mind, and Levi had always been jealous of her. She was so good looking, so pretty, and Erwin had always had somewhat of a crush on her.

Levi was incredibly jealous, and tried to take his attention off the two as he sought out someone perhaps he could flirt with. He scanned the crowd, seeing some nerd with glasses reading a book on the couch as he sipped a drink. Levi rolled his eyes a little, wondering what kind of person would read a book at a party. But he figured this man would be a fairly easy target: a nerd who probably didn’t get much sexual attention in the first place.

He walked over to the blonde, sitting down on the couch arm and wrapping an arm around the man’s shoulder, leaning over him, “Hey handsome. What’s your name?”

The blonde blushed a little before looking up at Levi, realizing who it was, and blushing even more. Levi was fairly popular, though that had mostly been because of Erwin’s social status. So the nerd had every right to be anxious around him.

“Zeke,” he muttered.

“I’m Levi,” Levi replied, though he was sure Zeke already knew that, “Whatcha readin’?”

“O-Oh,” he stuttered, “I… I’m reading some Foucault. Discipline and Punish.”

“Sounds kinky,” Levi smirked, raising an eyebrow before taking the book from him, “Are you getting any good sex tips from it?”

The blonde looked incredibly embarrassed, fixing his glasses on his nose and taking the book back, “N-No. It’s not about that kind of discipline.”

Levi glanced over at Erwin and Marie, who were standing incredibly close together now. Levi felt himself seething. He sighed and took the book away again, climbing into Zeke’s lap and ordering, “Make out with me.”

“W-What?” Zeke asked in some shock.

Before he could say anything more, Levi was kissing him, tossing the book aside. Zeke gasped in surprise before kissing back timidly. He probably hadn’t made out with many people. Levi ran his fingers through Zeke’s hair, moaning obnoxiously into the kiss in the hopes Erwin would hear him. He could see Erwin staring at them out of the corner of his eye, and smirked a little, taking Zeke’s hands and placing them on his ass. When he pulled away, Zeke was staring up at him with half-lidded eyes.

“Mmm,” Levi smiled a bit, thinking Zeke was incredibly cute, “Come on, cutie. I wanna introduce you to someone.”

Zeke nodded a little, as if he would follow Levi to the ends of the earth if he asked. Levi hopped off Zeke’s lap and took his hand, tugging him off the couch and dragging him across the room towards Erwin, who was already looking at them with some annoyance.

“Erwin,” Levi smiled up at him, faking a sweet personality, “So good to see you. Do you want to meet my friend, Zeke?”

He emphasized ‘friend’ to imply that the two were more than friends. Zeke was holding his hand loosely, as if he was afraid to hold Levi’s hand. He looked uncomfortable, and Levi didn’t really blame him.

Erwin put on a fake smile, “Zeke. Nice to meet you. This is Marie.”

He placed an arm around her waist, and she smiled and waved at them both in greeting. Levi could feel himself getting angry, and placed one of Zeke’s hands around his own waist, resting on his ass.

“Zeke’s such a good kisser,” Levi bragged, “How’s Marie?”

Marie went red, and Erwin frowned, “We… we haven’t…”

“Really?” Levi teased, “Such a shame. I can tell she’s desperate to.”

Marie looked incredibly embarrassed, and Erwin was glaring at Levi now, “You and Zeke should find somewhere to go kiss then. Marie and I are taking our time.”

Levi glared back, “Fine. I’ll do you one better.”

He grasped Zeke’s hand again and began leading him to the stairs, tugging him along. Zeke wasn’t protesting, he was following along almost excitedly. Erwin was following them up the stairs angrily, as if to confront Levi. Levi pulled Zeke into one of the bedrooms and shut the door in Erwin’s face, locking it.

“Are… are you using me to get back at your ex?” Zeke asked quietly, going to sit down on the bed.

Levi frowned, going to sit down next to him, “I mean… sort of. I do find you attractive, but I… I want Erwin to be jealous.”

Zeke stared down at his lap for a moment, “I see…”

“You don’t have to do anything with me,” Levi sighed, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have-”

“No,” Zeke interrupted, looking up at him, “Let’s do it. I want to. Let’s make Erwin jealous.”

They’d been speaking quietly, just in case Erwin was outside the door listening in. Zeke started unbuckling his belt, taking it off and working on his pants. Levi thought that was cute; he was treating sex so frigidly, like a machine. Levi put his hand on Zeke’s to stop him, and the blonde looked up at him in some confusion.

Levi got down on his knees and began undoing Zeke’s pants, tugging them down along with his boxers. The man had a decent sized cock, and Levi took it into his hand carefully, starting to jerk at it. Zeke twitched a little bit, whimpering and clinging to the sheets.

“L-Levi,” he blushed before whispering, “I…I’ve never…”

“You’ve never had a blow job?” Levi looked up at him with some surprise.

“N-No,” Zeke admitted, “But I’ve also never… I’ve never had sex.”

Levi’s eyes widened in some shock, “O-Oh… are you sure you want to? We really don’t have to. I don’t want you to feel pressured.”

“It’s okay,” Zeke assured him, “I want to. I just wanted you to know.”

Levi nodded before tugging at Zeke’s cock a couple more times, “Okay. Just let me know if you want me to stop, okay?”

“Okay,” Zeke agreed.

Levi lapped at the veins on Zeke’s dick before flicking his tongue out and licking at the tip. Zeke whined, covering his mouth after the noise escaped him. Levi chuckled softly, licking the head again, “It’s okay, love. Make all the noises you want.”

Zeke groaned as Levi sucked the tip into his mouth. Levi took one of Zeke’s hands and placed it into his hair to encourage Zeke to hold onto it. The blonde groaned as Levi started bobbing his head, tugging lightly at Levi’s hair. Levi breathed through his nose and clung to Zeke’s thighs, holding him down to keep him from bucking his hips.

Zeke was already squirming, moaning from the feeling. Levi buried himself into Zeke’s blonde pubic hair as he took him in further, letting it hit the back of his throat. Zeke gasped, “Oh fuck.”

Levi made obnoxious slurping noises, knowing Erwin would likely hear them from outside the door. The man wouldn’t just storm away; he’d need to know what they were doing, and all of it. As much as it would pain him, Erwin would stand outside until they were done.

Levi pulled away when Zeke’s legs began to shake, sensing the man was close. Levi knew Zeke wouldn’t last long since he was a virgin, so he was going to be careful to try and make him last as long as he could. Levi got up and started tugging down his own pants and boxers, climbing into Zeke’s lap and kissing him hungrily again.

“You gonna give it to me good, baby?” Levi cooed, sucking on his lower lip before letting it go.

Zeke sounded nervous, “I-I… y-yeah.”

“Good,” Levi murmured, whispering in his ear, “Spit on your fingers and start putting them in me. Go slow, I’ll let you know when you can add more.”

Zeke nodded, wetting his fingers with saliva before reaching down and pressing them between Levi’s cheeks. Levi gasped as Zeke pushed a finger in a little faster than he’d expected. He dug his fingers into Zeke’s shoulders, and Zeke immediately retreated, muttering apologies to Levi nervously.

“No, no,” Levi assured him, “It’s fine. Go ahead, love.”

Zeke pushed the finger back inside slowly, pumping it in and out. Levi mewled pleasantly in his ear, trying to encourage him to keep going. Zeke moved his finger around his insides, groaning quietly, “It’s so warm…”

“Just think of how good it’s gonna feel around your cock,” Levi whispered sensually in his ear, causing the man to moan again.

“Go ahead, add another one,” Levi instructed, “Stretch me out.”

Zeke added a second finger, pushing it in next to the first. Being inexperienced, he was a little clumsy with his fingers, and certainly wasn’t reaching Levi’s prostate yet. But Levi knew that he could help Zeke make him feel good, teach him things about sex he didn’t know. Zeke tried scissoring his fingers, opening Levi up a little more and causing the shorter man to groan quietly in his ear.

“Am I doing okay?” Zeke asked self-consciously.

“You’re doing great, baby,” Levi replied, trying to keep himself from fucking back on Zeke’s fingers. He didn’t want to scare the man away by doing anything unexpected. So he just let Zeke finger him at an agonizingly slow pace, exploring his insides and stretching him open slowly.

“You can add a third,” Levi breathed, his hips unable to help but jerk down against Zeke’s fingers as he added a third, fucking them in and out of him.

“Levi,” Zeke murmured, “I really want you. I’ve wanted you for so long, but I… I never thought you’d give me a chance.”

Levi blushed, feeling a little guilty that he’d tried to use Zeke to get back at Erwin. He smiled, thinking Zeke was rather cute for having wanted him for so long. He pulled back to press a kiss to Zeke’s lips, sighing, “Well now’s your chance, Zeke. I’m ready for you.”

Zeke pulled out his fingers slowly, asking, “How… how do I…?”

Levi got off his lap and laid down on the bed, spreading his legs, “Come lay on top of me and stick it in.”

Zeke groaned simply from Levi’s words, climbing over to Levi and hovering over him. He held his cock in his hand, guiding it towards the opening and poking at it a couple times before he began pushing in slowly. Levi whined, putting his hands on Zeke’s shoulders and watching the blonde’s face twist in ecstasy.

“Shhh,” Levi cooed, running a hand through Zeke’s hair, “Shhh, love. Keep going. You’re almost all the way in. Does that feel good for you?”

Zeke moaned into Levi’s ear, face hot and soft pants leaving his mouth as he bottomed out. He let out a small sigh, “L-Levi. Levi. You feel amazing. S-So warm and… and tight. So tight around me. Fuck.”

Levi wrapped his legs around Zeke’s middle, leaning up to kiss his lips softly, “You can move whenever you want, baby. Give it to me.”

Zeke whimpered at Levi’s words, “God.”

He buried his face in Levi’s shoulder, and Levi clung to him as he started moving in and out, slowly at first, as if to test the waters. He rolled his hips up into Levi a few times in a row, gasps escaping him at every new feeling of pleasure. Levi simply held onto him, eyes half-lidded as he savored the slow pace and enjoyed the fullness inside him.

“I… I’m gonna try going a little faster,” Zeke murmured, pulling away to rest his forehead on Levi’s, looking down into his eyes, “Is that okay?”

Levi nodded, sighing as Zeke picked up the pace. He finally hit Levi’s prostate straight on, causing Levi to gasp and let out a moan. Zeke noticed, and angled himself that same way again, now hitting Levi’s prostate with each thrust. Finally, Levi was starting to get more enjoyment out of this.

“Oh Zeke,” Levi groaned, “So good for me. You’re giving me that cock so good, baby.”

Zeke moaned, “L-Levi. Levi, I feel it. It’s coming.”

Levi knew he wouldn’t last long, and didn’t want to force him to hold off. He let Zeke fuck into him more frantically as he sought after his orgasm. He was panting hard, face in Levi’s shoulder again.

“Fuck,” he grunted, “Levi!”

He came inside of Levi, letting out a choked noise as he finished. Levi groaned and sighed as Zeke pulled out; Levi still fully hard. Zeke hovered over Levi again, breathing deeply as he tried to calm down.

“Can I… can I help?” Zeke asked as he looked down at Levi’s erection.

Levi ran a hand through Zeke’s locks again, “You don’t have to, love. You did so well. One of the best fucks I’ve had.”

Truthfully, he was just saying that because Erwin was likely standing outside the door, but he also wanted Zeke to feel good about his first time as well. Zeke smiled a little, “Really? I did that good?”

Levi nodded, and he wasn’t really lying. Zeke had done really well for his first time, and it was a good fuck while it lasted. Levi sat up to get ready to take care of himself, when Zeke settled down on his stomach in front of Levi, hands on his thighs as his face sat mere inches from Levi’s throbbing erection.

“I want to help…” Zeke insisted, taking Levi’s dick into his hand and licking at the shaft sensually.

Levi groaned, unable to help but nod in agreement. He wanted Zeke to suck his dick, so he wasn’t going to object. Zeke probably hadn’t sucked a dick before, but he had probably learned a thing or two from when Levi had done it to him. The blonde sucked the tip into his mouth, sucking it down and starting to bob his head. Levi groaned and placed his hands in those blonde curls, tugging lightly on them.

“There’s a good boy,” Levi praised, “God, that mouth feels amazing.”

Zeke kept sucking, taking a hand away from Levi’s thigh. At first, Levi didn’t know what he was doing, until Zeke pressed two fingers in between his cheeks and inside his hole. He gasped a little in surprise before groaning, feeling Zeke searching around his insides, likely for his prostate. Zeke pulled away from his dick to focus on finding it.

“You’ve almost got it,” Levi whined, “You’re so close to- ah!”

“There it is,” Zeke muttered against his dick, pounding his fingers into Levi’s prostate before enveloping his dick in his mouth again.

Levi tossed his head back and moaned, surprised that Zeke was already doing so well in pleasuring him. He tugged Zeke’s hair again, legs beginning to quiver at Zeke’s ministrations. Levi was getting closer by the second, gritting his teeth as he tried to control his hips. He didn’t want to buck into Zeke’s mouth and scare him off.

“Zeke,” Levi groaned, “Oh Zeke. I’m so close- fuck.”

He half-expected Zeke to pull away so he wouldn’t have to swallow Levi’s seed, but the blonde only sucked more eagerly, and that turned Levi on even more, causing him to finally finish inside Zeke’s mouth. Zeke pulled his fingers out and pulled his mouth off Levi, swallowing his spend and wiping his mouth on the back of his hand.

“You did amazing, baby,” Levi praised, grasping Zeke around the back of the neck and tugging him down so their foreheads were resting against one another, “We should do this more often together. I can teach you a thing or two, and we can make each other feel good.”

Zeke blushed, but nodded quickly, “Y-Yeah. I want to.”

Levi had almost completely forgotten about Erwin at this point. He was now becoming entirely too focused on Zeke, and no longer really cared what Erwin and Marie were doing. He’d meant it. He wanted to do things like this with Zeke more often.

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Levi watched Doctor Jaeger sit down at his desk with a loud sigh. Levi, his nurse, frowned, knowing the doctor had been under significant stress as of late. He’d been dealing with a lot of terminally-ill patients, which would leave even the most senior of doctors a little down.. Levi didn’t blame him. It was a depressing line of work, that was for sure.

Doctor Jaeger rubbed his temples in stress, and Levi knew just what to do to help the doctor feel a little more useful. He held his stomach in some false pain, simply pretending for the doctor’s sake.

“Is everything alright, Levi?” The blonde looked up from his paperwork.

Levi shook his head, “N-No, sir. I’m having some pain in my abdomen.”

Doctor Jaeger frowned, instantly getting up, “Come, sit down, nurse. Let me take a look.”

Levi went to sit down in on the examination table set up in the office, and the doctor walked over, gently pressing a hand to Levi’s abdomen, “Does it hurt?”

“Y-Yes, doctor,” Levi whimpered, good at playing the part, “It hurts so bad. It’s… it’s actually lower than that.”

“Levi,” the doctor insisted, “Please, call me Zeke.”

Zeke pressed his hand a little lower on Levi’s stomach, right above his penis now. Levi couldn’t help himself, holding his breath as he murmured, “L-Lower… Zeke…”

Zeke gave him a suspicious glance before moving his hand down a little further, cupping Levi’s bulge in his hand. Levi held his breath. It wouldn’t be the first time this was happening between them, though it was a rare occurrence.

“Your penis hurts?” Zeke asked, raising an eyebrow, “Or your testicles?”

“My… my penis,” Levi muttered.

Zeke sighed a little, “Better take off those pants, I’ll take a look.”

Levi knew that Zeke had probably figured out his little game by now, but the doctor was doing a good job of playing along, which Levi appreciated. Being rejected at this point would be more than a little disappointing. He hopped off the table and took down his scrub pants along with his underwear, hoisting himself back up onto the examination table. Zeke was busy putting on gloves, snapping them onto his hands erotically.

Zeke reached down and took Levi’s cock into his hands, holding it carefully. It was already hard, starting to leak pre-cum. Zeke, ever the good doctor that he was, mumbled, “It’s quite swollen. Hmm, perhaps stimulation would help?”

Levi blushed and nodded a bit, legs spreading open a little more in an inviting manner, “We can try that, doctor.”

Zeke nodded, “Alright. Lay back on the examination table, then.”

Levi got comfortable, laying back on the table and resting his hands at his sides. Zeke sat at the end of the table, ushering Levi to scoot down so that his legs hung off the end and his dick was closer to Zeke. The doctor took it into his hand again after pouring some lotion on the gloves, starting to stroke him gently. Levi held his breath, fists clenching at his sides as Zeke rubbed his thumb over the slit.

“How does that feel?” Zeke asked, “Is the stimulation helping?”

Levi nodded breathlessly, “Y-Yes, doctor. It feels good.”

“Good,” Zeke murmured, “That’s a very good boy.”

Zeke continued to stroke at his cock, working him until more pre-cum poured out of the tip. Levi couldn’t help himself. He let out a low moan, stuffing his fist into his mouth and biting down on it.

He caught Zeke smirking a little before the man went back to his stoic, professional face. He was stroking Levi so beautifully, pumping his length up and down and rubbing at the head with the precision a doctor ought to have.

“How’s about we try other methods of stimulation?” Zeke asked, “I’d like to check your other sexual organs for any issues as well so I can figure out the problem here.”

Levi sucked in a deep breath before nodding, “Y-Yes sir. What did you have in mind?”

“I’d like it if you would turn on your stomach, Levi,” Zeke instructed, “Bend over the edge of the table, please. I’m going to stimulate your prostate.”

Levi blushed and whined, doing as he was told. He flipped onto his stomach, scooting down so that his feet touched the ground, bent over the edge of the examination table in front of Zeke. The doctor was busy changing gloves, holding a bottle of lubricant in his hands. He poured a generous amount on his first two fingers before using a hand to pull back Levi’s cheek.

“I’m going to find your prostate now,” Zeke warned him, and Levi nodded, gritting his teeth as Zeke stuck a lubricated finger inside his hole, “You’re doing so well, Levi. Take some deep breaths.”

He whimpered, fingers crinkling up the paper strew over the examination table. Zeke didn’t take long to locate it, finger running gently along the spot and making Levi gasp and moan. Zeke stroked at it a few times before adding a second finger.

“How does your penis feel now?” Zeke asked, “Is it still swollen?”

Levi nodded, groaning, “Y-Yes, doctor. It feels good, but… but it’s still swollen.”

Zeke sighed a little, pumping his fingers in and out, “Alright. I’ll make note of that. For now, we continue with the anal stimulation. You’re certainly responding very well to it.”

Levi whined, his face hot and his stomach twisting with pleasure from Zeke’s fingers. The man added a third and stretched him open, fingers grinding against his prostate over and over again.

“S-Sir,” Levi moaned, “Sir.”

“It seems my fingers simply aren’t big enough to continue the stimulation,” Zeke said as he pulled them out, “I’ll have to stimulate you with something bigger.”

Levi stifled a moan at those words, nodding eagerly at the prospect. He didn’t give a fuck if Zeke stuck surgical instruments or his dick inside him, he just needed something to pleasure him. He heard Zeke unzipping his pants.

“I’m going to be stimulating you using my penis,” Zeke explained, “Is that okay with you?”

Levi nodded, “Y-Yes, doctor.”

Zeke pressed his cock against Levi’s hole, starting to push inside. Levi clung to the table, moaning loudly and pressing his forehead to the cold surface. Zeke pushed in all the way, holding Levi’s hips gently in his strong hands.

“How does that feel?” Zeke asked once he was all the way in, brushing up against Levi’s prostate with ease.

Levi whined, turning his head so he could answer, “S-So good, doctor.”

“Good,” Zeke noted, “You’re doing an amazing job, Levi. I’ll start the stimulation now.”

Zeke was being surprisingly professional considering he was balls deep inside Levi. He started rocking in and out, making no noise as he did so. Levi was the one who was making all the noise, unable to help himself. He was squirming under Zeke’s thrusts, moaning obscenely at the pounding of his prostate.

“You’re doing great, Levi,” Zeke praised, “Just bear with it a little longer. I know it’s a lot.”

“Oh doctor,” Levi mewled at the words, “Oh god- keep talking to me.”

“Such a good patient for me,” Zeke continued, starting to let go a little, “You have such an incredible hole, Levi. Really you do.”

Levi moaned, pushing back desperately, “D-Doctor! Doctor! I’m… I’m cumming!”

Zeke really gave it to him then, pounding into his prostate harshly and holding his hips tighter, “Go ahead, Levi. Don’t hold back. Be a good boy, now.”

Levi tossed his head back, cumming onto the exam table with a loud cry. He let his head fall after his orgasm had passed through him, resting it on the cold surface as he felt Zeke continue to ram into him from behind.

“S-Sir,” Levi whimpered, “It’s sensitive.”

“Bear with it just a little longer,” Zeke grunted, “I’ll be finished in a moment.”

Levi wasn’t sure how he was keeping his composure, but the man barely made a sound as he came inside of Levi; simply a few short pants. He pulled out shortly after, sighing contently and tugging his pants back on.

“Are you still swollen?” Zeke asked.

“N-No, sir,” Levi stood slowly, starting to pull his clothes back on, “The treatment seemed to be effective. Th-Thank you, doctor.”

For the first time, Zeke broke his calm demeanor, smirking a little, “Of course, nurse. Let me know if you ever have that problem again.”

Levi nodded quickly, “Oh yes. I will, sir.”

He was certainly looking forward to the next time he suffered from this ailment, so to say. Doctor Zeke’s treatments certainly were helpful.

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Zeke could tell he was getting on Levi’s nerves, and he was enjoying every second. Levi was sitting across from him at a conference table, arms crossed as Zeke yammered on about his plans to euthanize Eldians and save the world from the Titans. Hange had fucked him over yet again, promising to come and meet with Zeke with him, but leaving it up to Levi in the end, and Zeke could tell the man was pissed at having to be in there alone with him.

“God, monkey,” Levi grumbled when there was finally a pause, “You’ve been going on for twenty minutes. Don’t you know how to shut the hell up?”

Zeke chuckled softly, “Don’t you know how negotiations work? Or did your precious commander never get a chance to teach you that?”

Levi’s eyes grew fiery, and he slammed his fist down on the table, “Don’t you dare speak about Erwin. You killed him.”

“That I did,” Zeke chuckled, leaning back in his chair, “It was fun too. Should’ve seen how scared he looked, charging to his death like that. I took him out in one simple hit.”

Levi gritted his teeth angrily, “Shut up. Shut up. Before I hurt you.”

“Aww,” Zeke teased, “Does the captain miss his sweet commander? You probably miss getting fucked by him too-”

In a flash, Levi had jumped over the table, slamming Zeke’s chair backwards onto the floor and holding him by his neck. Zeke gasped, choking a little and grinning up at Levi mischievously. Levi squeezed his neck tighter, causing Zeke to sputter.

“Choke me… like… you mean it,” Zeke managed to get out, struggling for air.

Levi let go, sitting on Zeke’s chest as he growled, “You want me to choke you? You really want me to choke you? Fine.”

Levi started undoing his pants, and Zeke’s eyes widened a little. What is he doing? He wondered with curiosity, until Levi tugged his dick out of his boxers and tapped it unceremoniously on Zeke’s lips.

“Open,” Levi ordered.

Zeke could feel himself blushing furiously. He’d truthfully never sucked a dick before; he’d always been on the receiving end. But the way Levi was behaving right now was a big turn on for him. He stared up at Levi, opening his mouth to question this, before the cock was shoved into his mouth. Zeke couldn't help it; he groaned as Levi pushed all the way in, hitting the back of his throat. Levi let out a quiet grunt, balls resting on Zeke’s chin.

“I’m going to fuck your face until you beg me to stop,” Levi explained in a low voice, and Zeke could feel his dick jerk in his pants from how Levi was behaving.

Levi ran one hand through the back of Zeke’s head before he started to rock into Zeke’s mouth, hitting the back of his throat on each thrust. Zeke’s eyes were half-lidded, cock growing hard with each second. He gagged a little from the feeling, unused to being used like this. Levi groaned and kept going, starting to fuck his skull a little faster.

“That’s good,” Levi muttered, “You’re taking your punishment so well.”

Zeke moaned around his length, choking and gagging around it as Levi fucked into him over and over again. Zeke reached his hands up to Levi’s hips, trying to control the speed, but Levi was quicker than he was. He used one hand to grip Zeke’s hair, the other grasping Zeke’s hands and pinning them above his head. He was now immobile and being used like a fucking whore.

“You had enough?” Levi asked breathlessly as he pulled out, listening to Zeke cough and sputter.

“Y-Yes,” Zeke sucked in deep breaths, “No more. Ple-”

Levi shoved his cock back inside and fucked into his mouth a few more times for good measure before pulling out. Zeke coughed again, feeling bile rise in his throat and swallowing it back down.

Levi climbed off him, getting up and commanding, “Bend over the table, pants and boxers off. Now.”

Zeke scrambled to get up and do as he was told, his cock tenting in his pants now. He was incredibly turned on, not sure what Levi had in store for him. He tugged down his pants and boxers, letting them pool on the floor before he bent over the edge of the conference table, ass out and vulnerable.

He felt two hands on his cheeks, prying them apart, before Levi spit upon his hole. Zeke gasped a little from the feeling, already suspecting what the man was going to do to him. He was so confused; he’d always thought Levi would be on the bottom if they ever fucked. Maybe he’d pissed Levi off to the point of topping, but who was he to complain?

A digit spread the spit over his hole before it was pushed inside, causing Zeke to whine from the unfamiliar feeling. He’d only been fucked once before, by a superior who he needed something from.

Levi fucked him with his finger harshly, pinning Zeke down by the hip when he started to squirm, “Stay still. You’re lucky I’m even using spit. I could shove it in right now if I wanted to.”

Zeke groaned at the thought; sure, it would hurt like hell, but part of him wanted that. What the hell was the matter with him? Levi added a second finger shortly, stretching and scissoring at the opening.

“Stop moaning,” Levi snarled, “This is supposed to be a punishment.”

He pulled his fingers out and smacked Zeke’s ass roughly, alternating cheeks as he hit him a few times in a row. Zeke cried out, feeling his ass redden from the blows, being jutted forwards onto the table from how harsh they were.

“Oh fuck,” Zeke whimpered, feeling a little desperate now, “Oh yeah, fucking punish me.”

He could almost sense that Levi was rolling his eyes as he felt the next sharp spanks to his ass cheeks, “Shut your mouth.”

Zeke held back a moan, remembering what Levi said about being quiet. Levi shoved three fingers back into his hole, and he was unable to help but cry out at the sharp sting. He clung to the edge of the table, fingers fucking brutally into his hole.

“I’m a bad boy,” Zeke groaned, “God, fuck me.”

“You are a very bad boy,” Levi agreed, purposefully avoiding his prostate before removing his fingers, “I’m gonna give it to you now.”

He felt Levi’s cock against his hole now, the pre-cum-covered head pressing inside with a slow burn. Levi groaned as he pressed in all the way, and Zeke let out a choked sob at the feeling of being filled like this.

“You’ll be a wreck by the end of this,” Levi grunted as he bottomed out.

“Fucking do it,” Zeke groaned, “Wreck me.”

Levi smacked his ass hard a few times before pulling out all the way and fucking back in harshly, this time hitting Zeke’s sweet spot straight on. Zeke had to slap a hand over his mouth to stop from shrieking. Levi barely gave him time to adjust, fucking him brutally, the sound of his balls slapping Zeke’s ass echoing throughout the room.

“Moan all you want,” Levi grumbled, “I’m not letting up.”

Zeke, finally having permission to moan again, threw his head back and groaned, “Oh Levi! Oh my god!”

Levi kept going to town on his ass, his breathing growing heavy as he continued. Zeke could feel the sweat on Levi’s hands as he clung to Zeke’s hips, slamming into his prostate over and over.

“God,” Levi grunted, “Such a good boy, taking my cock like that.”

“Oh fuck,” Zeke groaned, “It feels amazing. I wanna be a good boy for you.”

“You do?” Levi questioned, slowing to a halt, “Then fuck yourself back on my cock.”

Zeke could feel his face turning red as he gripped the table and began rocking himself back against Levi’s cock, sighing contently from the feeling. Levi held his hips in his hands, rubbing at his sides soothingly and praising, “Good job. That’s my good boy.”

“Ohh,” Zeke moaned, “Please, Levi. Please fuck me.”

Levi snapped his hips forwards roughly as he took over control again, pounding into him powerfully. Humanity’s strongest indeed, Zeke thought to himself, growing closer to the edge by the second.

“You gonna cum around my cock, beautiful?” Levi teased, “Cuz I’m almost ready to fill you up.”

Zeke nodded eagerly, “Y-Yeah. Oh my god, yes.”

“Then do it,” Levi ordered, “Now.”

Zeke cried out, cumming hard onto the table below him as he felt Levi filling him up inside. He whimpered from the feeling, Levi pulling out slowly and tapping his spent dick onto Zeke’s ass cheek.

“Glad I could finally shut you up,” Levi grumbled, tugging his pants back on.

Zeke just lay there for a moment, trying to catch his breath as he stood shakily and began to tug his clothes back on. Levi grabbed him by the hair and forced him back over the table, growling, “Clean up your damn mess.”

Zeke blushed and whined, “With… with what?”

“With your tongue,” Levi ordered.

Zeke was a furious shade of red from his embarrassment, hesitating before he began to lap up his cum off the table until it was all gone. Levi patted his ass in satisfaction, “Good boy. Next time you try to challenge me like that, I’ll fuck you up worse than I did today.”

Zeke nearly groaned from that threat. He actually kind of wanted Levi to fuck him up. Perhaps he’d just have to come up with new ways to annoy Levi now.

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